Hey, no time for a post today. I was trapped in some madman’s death trap for hours. He was trying to take over the world, or destroy it, or something. He did explain, in laborious detail, what it was he wanted to do, but I wasn’t paying much attention. I had to maneuver this crystal that I could just barely reach with my left foot in order to refract this slowly-moving laser beam and burn through the restraints holding down Blimpy, the trained gorilla who’d been helping me out. Once he was free and had access to his banana gun, he busted me out and we got the hell out of the secret mountain lair. Blimpy was running because he’d set the self-destruct mechanism behind him; I was running because after being chained up for all that time I really had to pee.